I wish I'd had a clock on today, because, it started slow and smooth, stayed easy, and clicked up into a really nice pace by the end. The "float" that I've talked about before came back and stayed. The sensation is very unusual - the sensations of running used to be all about contact and impact, now it's about my knees - that sharp, quick knee lift that gets the back foot up and starts the next swing - rather difficult to describe.
Today was a good run - for the first time in a while, I got a bit cold - there was a strong steady wind (it's Perth, after all) and a bit of light rain at my back on the way home. Not enough to make the Fingens wet, which is really uncomfortable and rubby, but enough to give them a little feeling of slipping on the road surface.
I wondered today why I got a few rather bemused looks on the paths (more than usual) - looking down, I did have a particularly short pair of running shorts and a shirt borrowed from Rita (sure I asked), so I may have looked like I'd been left too long in the wash. Getting home and fronting the mirror, though, told the real story - I hadn't shaved for a week, so I was looking like I was being overtaken by a patchy fungus for starters, and the rain and headwind had pushed my hair into a twin set of mohawks - wolverine style - which was not at all pleasant. Alas, the camera didn't come out for that sight.
New rule: Wear a hat, shave, or run at night.
Back to the office afterward, enjoying my new sport of making jewellery using wood and stainless steel. The machine is whizzing away at a new 5-axis creation right now, which should be done in the next few days. I'd like to think this is an interesting diversion between massive contracts, rather than a potential means of generating survival income, but we'll worry about that next week, eh?
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| Jarrah and Stainless Steel, polished or beadblasted |
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